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Calling All Crofteers: Quest For The ????

*Kitty sits in the east wing of her gothic castle hidden in the midst suburban jungle of Mayfair* Okay, okay.. It's an apartment.. But the décor ruuuules!!!!!!*

Back to the story!

*The room is dim, only lit by the half a dozen computer screens hooked up to various computers situated along the wall. Trillian goes "BLING"... It's the all-familiar MSN alarm that has been tripped again... A message window pops up. It's the 'Ludester! A short message scrolls past the screen: "You're needed for a mission of great importance. Rendez-vous at the usual place." 'Lude signs off before I get a chance to reply..*

Kitty: Hmmmm.... She was being rather secretive. Either that or she hasn't been fed recently.. I'd better bring something or she'll try to gnaw my leg off again.

*packs her backpack with the essentials:

-Bakewells; essential when venturing into smelling distance of the elusive 'Lude!

-Compeed; for those blisters on my paws.. Why can't the industry pick up on the need for feline boots with suction caps underneath??

-Soviets; wouldn't be caught dead without them.

-Emergency supply of grenades; can never have too many!

-water resistant cat suit; as we felines don't like to get wet.

*gets into her brand new car and zooms off to meet with the others.. Engages the warp drive turbo boosters to save time by using the Underground as it's rush hour*

*taps a few buttons on the steering wheel to activate the cell phone that has been carefully integrated into the cars infrastructure to ensure safe driving*

*rings.. 'Lude picks up*

Kitty: L, it's K.. Open the gates, I'm coming in!

*I hang up, as I careen around the corner out of the Underground, make a sharp left, dodge some police cars and vanish into the passageways that go beneath the mansion*

*A deafening silence fills the room as I enter.. The threatening sight of a Kitty before her morning caffeine fix is something that demands respect. A chill passes through the room as the doors close behind me with a loud "thud" and a "clank"*

Kitty: Really, Lara.. You MUST get those hinges fixed. The high frequency of their creaking is wreaking havoc on my ears.. You know how sensitive they are to disturbing noises..

Lara: Nice to see you too!

*tosses a few Bakewells from her back pack over to the hungry 'Lude in the corner before she attacks a leg. *Ninja stylee..*

Kitty: I hear you have use for my expertise in subterfuge.

Lara: Yes, here's the story so far..

*later..*

I say let's go get this artifact.. I haven't seen this much action in a long time!

*strikes the pose, ready for action*